Good Fear

There’s one thing about hunting. One will have to get used to walking in the dark. I have noticed lately how each morning, I begin my turkey hunt, walking through woods and across a field in the dark. This year the lightening bugs have put on a daily pyrotechnical...

I’m Back!

It’s been an enjoyable turkey season. It’s been years since I have witnessed the amount of activity. I can’t remember a single trip where I didn’t hear multiple gobbles. And I can’t remember a single trip where I didn’t have an opportunity, but either ran out of time,...

Love Fleshed Out

As I was loading my vehicle after a morning in the turkey woods, a truck slowly passed by. I could see that it was other hunters. They slowed long enough to tell me of their successful morning. Because I wanted to hear more about it, they pulled over long enough to...

A Useful Wind

One of the obstacles most hunters and fishermen dread is the wind. A light wind is not a factor – it’s even helpful, but a windy day is burdensome to the fishermen and causes most game to stay out of sight. Most of the time, I complain about the wind like everyone...

The Story

Within a few days of each other, two gobblers are down. An Eastern and a Rio. Since us guys only like our pictures taken if there are animals involved, there I am sitting behind each tom – feathers fanned and me as proud as a peacock. The pictures look nearly...

A Team Player

It was opening day in Tennessee. The Game Commission had moved the date two weeks later than usual, and the limit had been reduced as well. But I went because I always go. I go to the place where I know I am most likely to hear a few gobblers. The commission has been...